New to this life

IN
When I can get by the library to do an entry, of course I get curious stares. I know I look pretty rough, but I do not smell. I make sure of the baths, even in the woods. I will soon have a place to live, I presently have a lean-to, hope to have a cave one day. How long will I do this? I have no idea. I like the solitude. Maybe I can clear my mind of the things I have been doing for the past couple years for the Company. They demand a lot, mostly they want to control each operative. At this time no one knows where I am or who I am. Sometimes I wonder if I am. I know I am real, but does anyone else?
No one in this small town has a clue as to who I am, and that is the way I want it.
OUT

First Entry at this stuff

This is a way to express myself, like most bloggers. I was once something I am not now. World acclaimed. Famous in my own right. Now I live alone, well not alone I have my dog.
You might say he saved my life by nearly dying. I found him one day, it seemed a breath from death. I nursed him back to health and now he is trained. You could not come near me or my little kingdom in the woods. I don't expect any readers. But honestly in this world what counts? I am just a figment. I am probably just a character in a book.